My Third Empire

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The Germans are attacking, and the Soviet defenders are fighting desperately. Although the German soldiers have approached the Kremlin in the heart of Moscow, but the battle continues to erupt in the streets, every moment it seems that someone will bleed and sacrifice for this war .

In a hidden underground headquarters in the frontline area in northern Moscow, Konev, with his assistant and several other officers, is arranging to abandon some positions and continue to retreat near the Kremlin.

He knew that the troops there had suffered heavy losses and needed to be replenished urgently. If all troops do not rush to reinforce there, it is likely that the Kremlin will fall within a day. So he decided to give up part of the defensive position and mobilize 2,000 troops to the Kremlin to help the people over there to defend his defensive position.

Stalin's departure caused Konev to suffer a huge blow. The decisive and courageous commander could not even believe that the leader he had been following had truly left them. So he ordered that the news that Stalin had left should be blocked and not communicated to the grassroots soldiers fighting on the front line.

However, there are still many troops who have received this amazing news. A whole army of remaining troops, about 3,100 people surrendered to the Finnish army in the northernmost defensive position in Moscow. About 3 blocks of defensive positions were ceded, leading to the collapse of the northern defense. Konev has been dispatching troops for 3 hours, and has just stabilized his defense line, barely preventing the Finnish army from continuing to attack south.

"Telegraph for Vasilevsky, let him find a way to support another 3,000 soldiers in the Kremlin. It is best to get there tonight, otherwise we will probably be surrounded by the Germans." Konev said The chief of staff commanded: "In addition, let's count the remaining ammunition of the army. We can't do anything without weapons and ammunition, don't we?"

Watching the chief of staff walk out of the room, Konev motioned for another officer under his command to come over, and then pointed to several blocks on the map and ordered to him: "Try to let the defenders in this area quietly withdraw, then you Take these people to the Kremlin immediately, and listen to the commander there, understand? "

As Konev was preparing to arrange the third task, the phone on his desk rang abruptly, so he had to stop issuing orders, turned around, walked over quickly, and picked up the handset: "Hello! I am Konev! "

"Comrade Konev! I am Zhukov!" On the phone, Zhukov's voice came, and Konev subconsciously gathered his heels and stood upright: "Dear Comrade Zhukov, Comrade! What instructions? "

On the other side of the telephone receiver, Zhukov ’s voice seemed tired and gaunt, but he continued to speak and said to Konev: "Comrade Stalin left us, he left me and all the soldiers loyal to him, and When he was dying, he issued an order to continue fighting and not to surrender. "

"..." Konev didn't say anything. He knew that Zhukov would continue to speak, so he had to remain silent, waiting for Zhukov to continue to say what he wanted to say.

Over the phone, Zhukov did not let Konev wait too long, and soon continued: "I used my own loyalty to promise Comrade Stalin's last wish, as long as I still have the command of all the troops in Moscow City , Never order surrender. "

"But! Konev ... you and I know that the war is over, and every minute of resistance here will cost hundreds of thousands of outstanding soldiers under our command ... We can give up our lives for our ideals, But we have no right to ask them to die with us! "Zhukov said on the phone, speaking to Konev on the other end.

He was not the kind of general who cares about the number of casualties in his army. Even in the first battle of Nomenkan, he ordered to continue to launch against the defeated Japanese because of the hasty and pursuit of greater results, regardless of the sacrifice of soldiers attack. This order directly led to a sharp rise in the casualties of the Soviet Red Army, and also proved Zhu Rufu's ruthlessness and decay from the side.

But after being besieged in Moscow, Zhukov saw too many innocent deaths, too many despairing destructions. He reflected on his past and finally began to question himself. He feels that the sacrifices made in the pursuit of victory are valuable, and it is not a rational approach to despair of self-destruction when destined for failure.

So he opened his mouth and froze to Konev. He continued: "So I intend to give all Soviet soldiers in the Moscow encirclement a last hope. I think they should have the power of their choice, at least they should not be forced Towards death ... are you right, Comrade Konev? "

"Comrade Marshal Zhukov ... now you are my direct commander and leader. I accept any of your orders and guarantee that I can execute these orders firmly! If you order my troops to surrender, then I will execute this order ... ... "After a long silence, Konev finally answered Zhukov's question.

The tone of his speech was already a little trembling, because he did n’t know what kind of eyes those living people and those who had died would look at him after giving his surrender order-it was he who had been encouraging everyone The motherland fought to the last second, but now the time is still far from the last second, but he has to take the remaining people and choose the shameful option of surrender.

"No! Konev! It wasn't me who gave the order, I asked you to give it." Zhukov said slowly on the phone, overwhelmed by some overwhelmed Konev: "I promised Comrade Stalin that I would resist until The moment I was killed. So I would not gossip. When I was alive, I would not give a surrender order. "

"Marshal!" Konev, who realized something, wanted to interrupt Zhukov, but his cry was interrupted by Zhukov.

Over the phone, Zhukov rushed out to express his thoughts, confirming the speculation that Konev had not spoken: "I will now hand over the command of the Moscow City Defense Force to you, and everyone around me is a witness ... Ten minutes later, I will kill myself in my office. As the Soviet Marshal, I will entrust everything to you and Comrade Vasilevsky! "

"Let's live with everyone! Konev! This is my last command for you! Please help me finish him!" Zhukov waited patiently after he finished, he waited for the phone He didn't wait until he heard a faint answer before he hung up the phone with satisfaction.

"Let everyone go out! When I hear the gunshots and come in again, my body is lying on the bed. You can find a German to verify it, so that they don't worry about me running away." Zhukov looked at the officer in the room and thought hard To squeeze out a smile, but found that his face has not listened to his call. So he had to wave his hand and let everyone leave quickly. He was afraid that his ugliness would be seen. Everyone would be unable to help themselves when they faced death.

The officers left one by one in frustration. Eventually, when Zhukov's chief of staff walked to the door, he stopped. He looked back at Zhukov and suddenly pulled out his pistol against his temple: "Comrade Marshal! I Having been with you for so long, you should not be left alone! "

Before waiting for Zhukov to persuade, before Zhukov ’s raised hand touched the opponent ’s arm, the chief of staff squeezed the trigger of the pistol, and blood spattered, and some even fell on Zhukov ’s face and chest. . The house was quiet, and the officers who had just walked to the door turned back and looked at the amazing scene in front of them.

Zhukov turned his gaze to his feet with difficulty, and looked at the chief of staff lying there. They have been commanding the Zhukov cluster together for almost a year, and the two have cooperated very well-unfortunately, this kind of tacit agreement did not bring victory to the Soviet Union, but only enhanced the personal friendship between the two of them.

While moving his gaze, Zhukov pulled out his pistol. He raised his foot and walked back to his desk. He sat on his favorite chair, and then the Soviet marshal looked and stood still The officers at the door said the last sentence of his life: "The Soviet Union did not surrender the marshal!"

"Boo!" Gunshots sounded, echoing on the ceiling of the headquarters. After Stalin chose to die four hours later, he entrusted Georgi Konstantinovich Zhukov, who was guarding Moscow, and chose to use the same method to escape the final failure.

"Boo!" Before waiting for people to recover from the scene of Zhukov's suicide, another officer pulled out his weapon and shattered his head. Pessimism and despair, as this plagued moment of failure, spreads as easily as a plague, affecting everyone's thoughts. Soon there will be second and third followers. At this time, they have chosen to use death to persevere and draw a beautiful ending.

Gunshots continued to reverberate inside the Zhukov Cluster Headquarters, and one high-ranking military officer fell into the pool of blood on weekdays. The female sergeant responsible for reporting and filing files curled up in the corner and cried. From time to time, weeping and bottles were dropped A shattered voice came, followed by a loud shot that made people collapse.

At 15:33 pm on August 6, at the German position, a Soviet officer holding a white flag, followed by two officers, delivered an important message to the German army: "We are here to negotiate!"